The tallest home in the world
Kim and I stopped by Belmont Nursery on our way home from breakfast. This is probably one of those “I guess you should have been there” stories, but if you know Kim and me well, I’m sure you can imagine the tone and facial expressions in the following conversation.
Me: We’re looking for a fast-growing shade tree to plant next to our front bedroom.
Nursery owner: Well, how tall do you want it to grow? How tall is your house?
Me: (thinking)
Kim: (in serious tone) Well, it’s a single-story house. I don’t know—100 feet?
Nursery owner: (looking at Kim like she’s crazy)
Me: (looking at Kim like she’s crazy)
Kim: (with a look that acknowledges that her calculations are a little off) Oh, no, it’s probably more like 65 feet.
Me: Let’s go with 15-20 feet.
Nursery owner: Right. Well, maples are probably what you’re looking for.
I love her more every day.
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I was crying reading this I was laughing so hard. Thank you for loving me. seriously.
It is heartening to know that my wife is not the only one.
Ha! No, she’s definitely not – Kim is full of these moments. I can’t imagine life without them.
Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha
I am SO terrible with numbers. ANY NUMBERS. Time, length, weight, height, age… it doesn’t matter. If it’s numerical- I’m WAAAY off.
I woulda said 40-50 feet in a heartbeat.
classic Kim! I was almost in tears reading this because I was laughing so hard!
those ceilings must be a b*tch to clean.
You clean your ceilings?
if they get cobwebby. maybe “dust” would have been more appropriate.